Page 122 of Take What You Want

I don’t have to be told twice. I straddle his lap and grind myself against him. He grabs my hips and brings me down harder against his cock. Each movement brushes my clit against him and I struggle to catch my breath.

“Yes,” Nikolai hisses as he watches my hips grind over him. “Use me.”

I’m so consumed by Nikolai that I didn’t notice that the air against my back grows cold. When I glance over my shoulder, Reid’s gone.

“Where did he?—"

Like a creature of the night, Reid stalks into the room and tosses something to Nikolai that I can’t see. And before I have a chance to ask him to show me, Nikolai’s hand disappears beneath a pillow up by the top of the bed and when he pulls it back out, it’s empty.

“Arms up,” Nikolai orders me. I raise them above my head, but it’s not him who grabs the hem of my shirt and slowly pulls it over my head, teasing my skin as he goes. It’s Reid.

I’m left in just my bra, but Nikolai makes quick work of that as well. The moment it’s gone and I’m left completely naked, totally exposed, something pops up in the back of my mind and I stiffen.

Reid’s bare chest presses against my back and I relish the warmth he brings. Nikolai sits up and kisses me once more, coaxing me back into the moment. He knows me too well.

I don’t know whose hands belong to who as one grabs my breast, teasing the nipple while another grips my thigh. My hips start moving on their accord, grinding myself on Nikolai’s lap again. Desire pulses between my legs and I need relief.

“That’s my girl,” Nikolai mutters as he brings his hips up to meet mine. “Think she needs more?”

“Look at her make a mess on you,” Reid says, looking over my shoulder and down at Nikolai’s lap. “I think she does.”

Nikolai gives me a quick but deep kiss, before he lies back again.

I twist my neck around to lock my lips with Reid’s but a sharp slap on my ass has me pulling back. Noting my stunned expression, Reid grabs my chin in a strong grip, his other hand soothing the sting.

“You want soft kisses and reassurances; you take that up with your boyfriend.” I open my mouth to refute that title but he continues, “We’re gonna fuck you. Hard. And when you need those soft moments, you turn to him, not me. You get my cock and attention and be grateful for it.”

His harsh words send my spine straightening and chin rising, preparing to spit something back at him. But the look in his eye is pure lust and when he removes his hand from my face andsnakes it in between Nikolai’s body and my own to stroke my clit, I melt under his touch and swallow my words.

Because while harsh, what he said is true. I don’t need words of affirmation or whispered affections. I want from him what he wants from me.

Pure, unadulterated pleasure. This is about me.

In this moment, I don’t think and just let myself feel. When I have two beautiful men’s hands roaming every curve and dip of my body like they can’t get enough of me, how can I think any less of myself?

Nikolai lifts my hips and I slide onto his length in one, easy push. I revel in the feeling of him inside me as I lock onto his crushing blue eyes that hold so much admiration and lust.

He begins long, slow strokes as Reid pushes me forward with a strong hand on the middle of my back that sends shivers through me. He pushes me down until I’m chest to chest with Nikolai, my breasts brushing against him and I stifle a moan at how sensitive they are.

Nikolai smiles at me, knowing how on edge I am and how attuned my body is to every little brush and touch from the two of them.

Reid palms the cheeks of my ass and slowly spreads them as Nikolai stalls his thrusts, seated inside of me.

“Fuck, I love a nice ass,” Reid mutters. Instinct has me wanting to cover myself from being so exposed to his gaze. But when I turn to look at him, the heat in his eyes stops my muscles from clenching and instead of turning in on myself, I arch my back and present myself further to him. A murmured curse spills from his lips, and when I turn back to look at Nikolai, a smirk is firmly in place on his lush lips.

“So eager to get your ass fucked by my best friend.” He plants a kiss on my lips before he pulls back and strokes my breasts,pulling my nipples into taut peaks while I whither and mewl on his cock. I need him to start moving. Needing more, more, more.

A cool, lubed finger probes my entrance and my spine straightens in a start. I immediately try to shrink away, not used to the foreign feeling. A resounding smack on my ass reverberates through the room. Nikolai moves his large hands to my hips, his grip warm and firm, keeping me in place.

“Stay still and open up for me,” Reid demands, his tone brokering no discussion. I feel the command deep within my bones. I turn around and give him a dirty look, and while normally, I would throw back a biting comment about not answering to him, in this moment right here, right now, I do answer to him. I answer to Nikolai and put all of my trust and trust over my body into their hands.

And I feel safe. There’s no judgment here. No secrets.

Only love and acceptance and the desire to close this sort of chapter the three of us have held open over the years.

And to close the chapter on all of the negative things my mind tries to tell itself. They’re not focused on the rolls of flesh around my stomach or the stretch marks wrapping around my thighs. They’re focused on my pleasure and their own.

And with that realization, I arch my back once more, settling over Nikolai again and he wraps his arms around my back, keeping me in place. He runs his fingernails lightly over my sides and I feel those soothing scratches all the way to the tips of my toes.

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